Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Great War

"Good knowledge, but although you are known as Beiqiao Feng, if you want me to release people, don't even think about it!" Zhang Feng sneered.

"Hmph! In that case, see the real chapter under your hands!" Qiao Feng snorted coldly, knowing that he couldn't do it if he didn't do it. The left leg was slightly bent, the left hand was swiped, and the right palm 'whirred' sounded, and it was slapped at Zhang Feng, which was exactly the move of the eighteen palms of the dragon 'Kang Long has regrets'. The palm of the hand had just been slapped, and the distance between the two was no more than a foot away. Although Qiao Feng saw the leader of this divine sect for the first time, he also felt that he would definitely not be so easy to deal with, so he slapped his hand with all his strength.

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending! I want to see if it's really that powerful!" Zhang Feng sneered, kicked his feet, and the whole person flew towards Qiao Feng in the air, and his right palm slapped out, hitting Qiao Feng.

Rumble!

With a muffled snort, within a radius of the two of them, the rain suddenly disappeared.

Ah Zhu and Wang Yuyan on the horse only felt an invisible wave of qi surging, and the war horse under them retreated backwards in the sound of the warhorse. And Wang Yuyan's bodies involuntarily lifted off the horse's back, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Qiao Feng's feet sank into the soil three inches, and he let out a loud snort with his left palm, and slapped it with a move. This trick must not be retreated, if it is not used properly, it will suffer from it.

Zhang Feng's left hand passed through his right ribs, and he slapped him again with a snap. The muddy water under their feet exploded with a bang, turning into a round curtain that surrounded the two of them.

The two of them divided their hands very tacitly and slapped each other a few times.

See the dragon in the field!

Flying dragon in the sky!

Don't use the hidden dragon!

Kanglong has regrets!

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Qiao Feng played the eighteen palms of dragon descent he learned one by one, his martial arts have improved greatly in the past few years, and the enemy can't resist his three moves. At this time, when I met Zhang Feng, a rare opponent, I only felt extremely comfortable and happy in my heart! The eighteen palms of the dragon descending were also vigorous, and the boredom in my heart was also gone.

Every time he palmed him, Qiao Feng's face turned red, and after more than ten palms, his face was already red. The eighteen palms of the dragon descending are known as the first palms in the world, and Zhang Feng's palms are naturally inferior to him. But Zhang Feng has a big advantage, that is, his internal strength is higher than Qiao Feng, and his profound internal strength makes up for the weakness of his palm. Moreover, Zhang Feng also has a lot of combat experience, so he will not be hit by Qiao Feng's flaws.

The more Qiao Feng fought, the more frightened he became, and he only felt that the internal strength of the man in black opposite was something he had never seen before. Every time I palmed each other, I would always be hurt by its internal force. If it weren't for the profound comprehension in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, so that he could be strong and weak, swallow and vomit, and give birth to the magic of softness from the most rigid, it would be absolutely difficult for him to persist at this time.

"Oh no, then the Qiao gang leader has fallen behind. Ah Zhu yelled badly. "Miss Biao, hurry up and point out to Gang Master Qiao!"

"Their moves have come back to basics, and there is no trace of any moves, and they are too fast, and I can't do anything about them. Besides, the two of them are fighting for internal strength now, and the internal strength of the Qiao gang leader is obviously weaker than that man in black, even if he uses the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, he will almost be unable to hold on!" Wang Yuyan smiled bitterly. In her heart, she was extremely shocked, the two fought like this, she knew how shocking the martial arts of the two were, and her cousin Murong Fu was far from the two compared to the two.

"What then?" Azhu was secretly anxious. If the man in black wins, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Qiao Feng squatted down, and his leg whip swept Zhang Feng down. Before the legs arrived, the leg wind mixed with a large amount of rain slashed like a knife blade. The moist young grass on the ground was neatly broken in two, and a sharp sound of breaking the air was heard. Zhang Feng toed a little, his legs were slightly off the ground, and his right leg kicked straight towards Qiao Feng's chest.

Qiao Feng took a sharp breath, his chest swelled, followed his left palm forward, and his right palm swished out from under his left palm, which was exactly the one in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending or leaping into the abyss, and slapped violently at the soles of Zhang Feng's feet.

Syllable!

Zhang Feng had nowhere to borrow his strength in mid-air, so he floated backwards and landed lightly beside Wang Yuyan and the others, while Qiao Feng also took a step back, his red face deepened again.

Qiao Feng's eyes were bright, and then he unexpectedly jumped back, and with this jump, the distance between the two was about fifteen or sixteen zhang.

"Take my last move!" Qiao Feng shouted, strode forward, swiped with his left hand, and slapped with his right hand, which was 'Kang Long has regrets'.

Wang Yuyan was puzzled in her heart, although she was not very familiar with the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descent, she also knew that Qiao Feng was going to hit Zhang Feng at such a distance, it was a fool's dream, but she also knew that Qiao Feng would not be targeted for no reason.

'What the hell is this Qiao Feng?, even if it is a six-vein divine sword at such a distance, it can't be hit, let alone his palm power?' Zhang Feng was surprised. Among the martial arts in the world, no matter how strong your palm is, it is difficult to hit five zhang with one palm, even if Zhang Feng's internal strength is deep, he can barely hit five zhang, as for fifteen or sixteen zhang, then there is nothing to be done.

saw that Qiao Feng was exactly ten zhang away from the two, and his palm snorted. As soon as the palm power was shot, Qiao Feng approached quickly, and his degree was very fast, almost a little faster than the palm power. The palm touched the previous palm power, and another move, 'Kang Long has regrets', attacked Zhang Feng with the previous palm power.

At this time, Zhang Feng saw that Qiao Feng's two palms were stacked, so he didn't know what he was paying attention to? In the original book, he used this trick to make Ding Chunqiu so frightened that he didn't dare to palm him down.

'Palm power overlaps, not only you!' Zhang Feng immediately spread out his right palm, then turned his palm down, spread it out again, and then turned it down again, and so on three times.

Wang Yuyan, who was watching Zhang Feng closely, saw that every time Zhang Feng's palm was turned over, the black gloves on his hand were swollen. After three times, the black glove was already much larger than the left hand, and I knew that Zhang Feng's palm inside was larger.

This is Zhang Feng's own creation according to his own internal strength, theoretically as long as the palm can withstand it, the more powerful the palm power will be superimposed. His move is similar to Qiao Feng's, but Qiao Feng's move is not extremely demanding on the palm, but he must distance himself so that the palm power can be superimposed, otherwise how can the enemy at close range make him successful?

'What kind of martial arts is this?'" Wang Yuyan was confused, at this time, the moves of Zhang Feng and the others had completely escaped from the martial arts moves in her mind.

This is all created by them, if Wang Yuyan knows it, then there will be ghosts.

At this moment, there was a sound of horses' hooves from far and near, and Ah Zhu fixed his eyes to see it, but it was Duan Yu. Behind Duan Yu were more than a dozen Western Xia warriors. One of the Western Xia warriors, this person was of medium stature, with a sallow complexion and a blank expression, as if he were a dead man, and at this time his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhang Feng and Qiao Feng. The momentum emanating from Zhang Feng and the others at this time made the war horse under him shake around uneasily. The hairs of these Western Xia warriors exploded, and they only felt cold all over their bodies, their right hands were tightly grasping the knife in their hands, and their arms were only bulging with green tendons, and their hearts were extremely uneasy.

"Ah, Miss Wang, how are you? Duan Yu was shocked when he saw Wang Yuyan fall on the side of the road, and hurriedly dismounted and helped him up. As for Zhang Feng, Qiao Feng and A Zhu, they have been ignored by him. At this time, Wang Yuyan and A Zhu fell to the ground, splashed with mud on their bodies, very wolf, but this was caused by the previous battle between Zhang Feng and the two.

At this time, Qiao Feng was already approaching, and the three palm forces were completely combined, and the palm power carried the momentum of thunder, rumbling and surging, like the Yangtze River flooding, angry waves, mighty and unstoppable.

Threatened by Qiao Feng's palm power on the opposite side, Zhang Feng only felt that his breathing was sluggish, and he sensed the danger, so he immediately ignored the arrival of Duan Yu and the others, and his right palm slowly swallowed as if with infinite strength, facing Qiao Feng's palm.

Rumble!

The two palms struck each other, and the rumbling sound exploded in everyone's ears, and a series of raindrops shot out like sharp swords in all directions, and the soil on the ground rolled up layers and swept outward.

Wang Yuyan, Duan Yu, and A Zhu, who were caught off guard, were suddenly hit by the soil and rolled away. Fortunately, it was drizzling and there was less soil, otherwise the three would have been buried alive. However, Rao is like this, and the three of them are not comfortable at this time, and their chests are burning with pain.

On the battlefield, a figure flew out upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and it was Qiao Feng.

Although Qiao Feng was beaten away by Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng himself was not comfortable, the soles of his feet were against the ground, sliding backwards, leaving deep marks on the ground. About a foot back, Zhang Feng's legs suddenly weakened, but in an instant, Zhang Feng's whole body shook and stopped the trend of falling.

Burst!

Zhang Feng only felt that his body was burning as if it was on fire, and a blood-red sword-like blood spit out from the mouth of the golden mask, and when he spit out this mouthful of blood, Zhang Feng's whole person seemed to be a little more relaxed.

At this moment, the internal force in Zhang Feng's body suddenly turned extremely fast, and the green internal force melted into his injured place and moistened his wounds.

This time the palm can be described as a lose-lose situation, two majestic internal forces exploded, Zhang Feng and the two did not rush to resist at all, as if they were hit by a mountain. However, Zhang Feng is better than Qiao Feng, after all, in the past two years, he has not only greatly improved his internal strength, but also his physical body has been much stronger.

Duan Yu got up wolflessly, and finally appeared Zhang Feng in front of him.

"It's him!" Duan Yu stared at Zhang Feng tightly, his eyes full of hatred, and gradually turned blood red. Raising his hand is the six-vein divine sword, only to hear a snort, a strong sword qi in his thumb flew out, this is the Shaoshang sword. This sword qi was earth-shattering, and it immediately covered the sound of falling raindrops. The invisible sword qi passed all the way, and the raindrops were like mice seeing cats, flying far away in an instant, and the sound was mighty, as if a strong wind and rain were coming.

Although Zhang Feng was injured, it was still easy to hear the sound and distinguish the position, and when he sensed the danger, he immediately made a mistake and staggered his body to the side. It was hard to imagine that Zhang Feng's movements like an old man actually dodged the extremely flying sword qi.

Qiao Feng grabbed a tree, stood up tremblingly, and suddenly saw a big rock explode not far away.

Rumble!

There was a loud boom, and the boulder hugged by one person suddenly fell apart, and several boulders shot out in all directions, hitting several trees. There was a rattle, and the trees snapped in the middle.

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